The Lord of Qingdong City is named Mo Naihe. Before he passed the imperial examination and became an official, he was a pure scholar.
He is now middle-aged, but he is emaciated and one can tell at a glance that he has lived a life of hard work.
He sat upright on the high platform, looking at the tightly bound Doctor Bai and the energetic Wang Yi in the hall, feeling a little irritated. Especially since a large number of wives from the city's wealthy families were blocking the door, their chattering sounded like thousands of ducks.
It's these trivial matters again.
It's so annoying.
Mo Naihe held his forehead with his hand and waved to the master beside him.
The master immediately asked the people below: "Tell me, what's going on?"
"This man has ruined my reputation. I hope the city lord will punish him."
"I am a royal physician. The City Lord must not listen to one side of my opinion!"
Imperial physician?
Mo Naihe's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked, "Is he really the imperial physician?"
Wang Yi frowned. It seemed that the city lord had something to hide?
This one is about to be pulled off track.
"I am also a physician. Although not the imperial physician, the prince was able to cure the poison because of me. What the imperial physician couldn't do, I can do. However, this has nothing to do with our complaint to the authorities. I ask the city lord to make a fair judgment."
Mo Naihe sat up straight and looked at Wang Yi seriously this time.
The prince also had a relationship with him, but it wasn't the kind of relationship between a minister and the royal family; they had a personal relationship. Zheng Yeheng came to Qingdong City because of Mo Naihe.
So he was also aware of Zheng Yeheng's heat poison.
I heard earlier that the prince was going back to Beijing to celebrate his birthday, and I also knew that his fever and poison had been cured, thanks to a strange man who helped him.
Could it be the woman in front of me?
"Are there any witnesses?" Mo Naihe thought of his wife and children, and became restless, so he had to quickly resolve the case.
The women at the door stood up instantly: "Me, me, we, we all!"
"We all heard this old man telling lies and ruining the widow's reputation!"
"We were in the tavern and heard the old man cursing."
"Yes, they are right!"
A group of men who were drinking also came along and kept nodding in response.
The matter was quickly resolved. Mo Naihe made a hasty judgment, beat up Doctor Bai, and threw him out.
Wang Yi originally wanted to ask for a few more taels of silver, but then he thought of the poor apprentice of Doctor Bai. No matter how much he asked for, the apprentice would have to earn it in the end. Why bother making things difficult for Ding Sanshun?
So, I just gave him a few slaps to vent my anger.
Let’s see if he dares to talk nonsense again in the future.
The case was quickly solved, and Doctor Bai was punished. Ding Sanshun quietly ran out of the crowd, dragging his master with him and ran away.
Wang Yi ignored him, said goodbye to Silly Sister, and turned to leave.
Suddenly, the city lord, Mo Naihe, stepped down from his high seat and bowed to Wang Yi. "Please, lady, please move aside and go to the back house to diagnose the case with my wife."
You want me to treat the city lord's wife?
Wang Yi was quite impressed with Mo Naihe's speed in solving cases. Since all her requirements had been met, there was no need to be rude. Since she was already here, she might as well go and earn some money.
Nodding, I agreed to his request.
The city lord called the maid and led Wang Yi to the back house.
The city lord's official residence was not big. After a while, he passed through the garden corridor and met the city lord's wife.
Her face was pale, with only a part of her thin arms exposed. She was huddled in the dim room, her cheeks looking sunken and her skinny as a piece of paper.
Mo Naihe called her Madam twice, helped her sit up, explained Wang Yi's identity to her, and then said:
"Madam, this is my wife. Please help me take a look. She was frightened the day she gave birth, and ever since then she's been weak and frail. She catches a cold and has a fever whenever she's exposed to a cold. She's been seeing many doctors and taking medicine, but to no avail."
Wang Yi placed his hand on her pulse and stared at the City Lord's wife for a moment, and the system listed the cause of her illness.
"Postpartum weakness, anemia, cold uterus..."
"depression."
In a nutshell, my physical condition is weak.
Need to make up for it.
It is difficult to treat her mentally. Wang Yi can only see what kind of mental illness she has and whether she can provide some guidance.
Depression is very scary. She can treat physical illnesses, but she cannot help diagnose the city lord's wife's mental illness.
Wang Yi instantly remembered the new batch of ginseng that had grown in his space in the past two days, which must have had medicinal effects for more than a hundred years.
She didn't dare to take out the batch she had planted before, but she could still pick the old ginseng that was about a hundred years old.
"It needs nourishment from ginseng. You can also soak ginseng slices in honey and drink it with water. I will prescribe a few more doses of herbal decoctions for Madam. Madam needs to get more sun and walk more often, and ensure a nutritious diet and eat more. Otherwise, she will become weak and unable to benefit from the nourishment in the long run. I have a piece of wild ginseng here that I can give to the Madam of the City Lord's Mansion."
Wang Yi rummaged through his bag and casually pulled out a wild ginseng that looked like a large radish. It was really large. Although the century-old wild ginseng only weighed about 30 grams after drying, it was still fresh and covered in mud, so it looked like it weighed nearly a pound.
"Is this fresh wild ginseng?"
"Yes. I just pulled it out a few days ago. Make a soup for your wife or slice it up and soak it in honey and drink it with water. No need for money, I'll give it to you."
“…”
The city lord's wife looked at Wang Yi in slight surprise. A wild ginseng that was over a hundred years old had a market value of at least one thousand and two taels of silver. How could he just give it away like that?
Maybe it has something to do with my husband's position as city lord.
So she quickly lowered her head and said nothing.
Silent, as if he had nothing to do with the whole world.
Seeing the City Lord's wife lost in her own world, Wang Yi leaned over slightly and said, "Lord City Lord, please excuse me for a moment."
The two turned and walked out of the room.
"What can you tell?" The city lord was a little nervous. He hadn't asked a doctor to treat his wife for a long time. Because everyone said the same old things that were useless to his wife's condition.
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